 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 116 pàgines
...breasts, \nd *take my milk for gall, you nrnrd'ring ministers, iVherever in your sightless substances 370 You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night*, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife 'see not the wound it makes ; Tor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark*,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 pàgines
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 pàgines
...peace between The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall 8 thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife " see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 pàgines
...peace between The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall theeH in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 pàgines
...peace between The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee8 in the dunnest smoke of hell! That my keen knife9 see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pàgines
...substances You wait on nature's mischief! Dr., Johnson's is the true explanation. P. 496.— 298.— 377. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 354 pàgines
...purpose of stabbing his kin;, he breaks out amidst his emotions into a wish natural to a murderer : Come, thick night ! And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it malces ; . . Nor heav'n peep through the blanket of the dark.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 pàgines
...gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief's ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 pàgines
...7 The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts^, , . , r And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You...mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the deepest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; ^j,^ Nor heaven peep through... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 424 pàgines
...Th' effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring minister*, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on...mischief: come, thick night, And pall thee in the duuuest smoke of hell ! Terrible invocation ! Tragedy can speak no stronger language, nor could any... | |
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The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murth'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief ! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife... 
